Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1257
Chapter 1257: Good Intentions
For a moment, the scene was silent, but the leader was already talking in a low voice as he ordered the two teams to take the opportunity to surround this lunatic called Deadpool.
Wade had slipped away too quickly earlier, and they had been unable to lock onto his location.
Now that this guy actually dared to stop moving and start talking, they naturally couldn’t let go of this opportunity to surround and kill him.
Wade, who was behind the fridge, yelled as if he hadn’t noticed. He pressed down on his crotch with one hand and exerted strength with the other.
He pulled something out of his pants and waved it around from behind the fridge on his gun. “I surrender, I surrender. Let’s talk it out. The world is so beautiful, there’s no need to be so violent.”
The criminals: “…”
They saw a dirty and ragged pair of underwear reeking of good intentions as it hung off the gun.
But this had no effect on them, especially coming from a lunatic who had just killed more than ten of their comrades. They had to kill him.
Wade’s trick wasn’t any use. Instead, it gave the other party time to split up and surround him.
At a command from the leader, the criminals attacked from three directions.
Wade’s white underwear was still fluttering in the air when he collapsed with a huge hole in his body.
Only then did the criminals stop and carefully surround him.
The scene fell silent again. There was only the sound of footsteps and the faint sound of muffled crying.
The criminals were alarmed. Where was the crying coming from? Also, it sounded more and more like a woman’s.
The crying was one thing, but why did the sound sound like it was floating above their heads and coming all around them?
The hairs of the 30 or so criminals stood on end as they raised their guns almost at the same time. Bright tactical flashlights swept through the air, but didn’t find anything unusual.
This made them even more nervous.
What they didn’t know was that two transparent shadows were hovering above them. Whenever the beams of the flashlights brushed past them, they remained in the dark.
Wade, this is all I can do for you. Don’t blame me if you can’t get your wife back, Luke murmured inwardly.
Gliding 100 meters away, he put down Vanessa, who was sobbing, and said in a low voice, “Wade isn’t dead yet. It’s too early for you to cry.”
Vanessa was stunned. “Huh?”
Luke said, “The cloak on you will keep you invisible. They can’t see you. Stay here. I’ll kill them.”
With that, he drifted away.
Vanessa only saw a transparent shadow flash before it quickly disappeared far away.
A moment later, gunshots rang out again.
She struggled for a moment, but the rope didn’t loosen at all.
Gazing 100 meters into the distance, she gritted her teeth and murmured to herself, I can’t walk, but I can jump, right? As she spoke, she exerted strength with her feet and jumped forward a small step.
She fell on the ground.
Luke, who was flying in the air, only glanced in her direction before he looked away.
You had to work a bit for love.
He had rescued her.
What she decided next was up to her.
Luke didn’t think it was wrong for her to give up on Wade.
After all, this avocado had already turned into a lunatic, and was extremely ugly.
As the saying went, don’t ask of others what you yourself wouldn’t do.
Luke himself wanted to beat Wade to death when he saw his face. Naturally, he couldn’t ask a woman to continue being infatuated with a weirdo like that.
Putting aside Wade and his wife’s personal matter, Luke was more interested in the alias that Wade was looking for, the man whose real name was Francis.
From what Wade had mentioned, this person was also the product of a successful experiment. He also had a helper called Angel, who was also a test subject that had been a success.
But Francis and Angel were undoubtedly much luckier than Wade. They had superpowers, but their faces weren’t disfigured.
That was probably what Wade found most unacceptable.
Not only had he lost his handsome face, he also couldn’t see Vanessa, while Francis, who had caused all this, looked like a normal person.
Angel’s existence further proved that Wade had no one but himself to blame for his disfigurement.
His luck was sh*t!
In the end, of the three test subjects that turned out to be successes, Wade was the only one who became ugly.
As he thought that, Luke showed up in the air with two revolvers in his hands. He said unhurriedly, “Look at the sky. It’s the smell of spring. Destruction is the beginning. Death is rebirth. Amen!”
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The criminals surrounding Wade instantly collapsed.
From Luke’s high vantage point, he had the upper hand. His attacks were very efficient.
Only a few of the 30 criminals tried to dodge, but they still couldn’t escape the bullets that fell from the sky, and they were all killed in a few seconds.
Right at that moment, an enormous shadow shot at him from a distance.
Luke exclaimed in surprise, and his cape suddenly softened. He activated the propulsion system and instantly shot upward two meters.
The enormous shadow brushed past under his feet before it crashed into a pile of junk ten meters away.
Looking at the dented stainless steel pipe that was still vibrating, Luke landed lightly.
Two figures walked out of the darkness behind him.
The leader was a Caucasian man who looked to be in his late twenties. He was quite handsome and had a faint smile on his face, as if he was ready to smile mockingly at any moment.
Behind him was a strong Caucasian woman. She had long black hair and looked to be in her late twenties. She wasn’t ugly, but had a bulkier physique.
“Interesting. I didn’t expect anyone to care about Wade’s business. How should I address you, Mr. Busybody?” The bald man sneered.
Luke lowered his head and slowly turned around. In the dim light, the smiling mask looked even more mocking and sinister.
The bald man and the brawny woman tensed. “Smiley Face? The legendary killer…”
The bald man’s pupils contracted. “V!”
He had good information sources, and knew a lot about Smiley Face, V, who had caused a storm of blood in New York a while ago.
But that was only because Luke had deliberately let V appear in public several times to distract the secret agencies from Batman.
Luke tilted his head and observed them. “Francis?”
He then tilted his head. “Angel?”
Francis, the baldie, stopped breathing for a moment, and the mocking smile on his face grew even more obvious. “You and Wade really are working together.”
